This is a song about "I ll beat the shit out of your"

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

I grabbed a candle of the table, then i beat him down.

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

I'll beat you any day of the week with rhymes, comebacks, and shit i proclaim.

So disappointed cause baby that shit was so phony

Bt i ll bring em back...i swear on the testimony

Punched the shit out of your consciousness, your light's out

I like my women soft-spoken but the weed loud

Put your whole goddamn career in a casket

So i guess i smoke to the beat and shit

But how do you get the shit beat out of you

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

For the low that nine cheap

But, honestly i feel your beat